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> > Awaking, she feels it in her stomach. She glares up at the ever changing moon. Her thoughts are a blur, as are her damp eyes, but she knows what she must do. A tremble of her hand shows that she is weak. The courage will never exist within her - the courage to move on. This world is truly... menacing.
> > For as long as there was emotion, there has been this. "May they dissolve with every passing moment," she waves goodbye to the memories. The dampening turns to a constant stream, and laying on the soft white silk causes a pool at the base of a perfectly scupted collar bone. There are more to look to - memories. For not everything is hopeless.. she must forget in order to forgive.
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Title:
Struggle
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Artist:
x Guenhwyvar x
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Description:
This is some of my minor stuff. I didn't wanna put up the best until I was sure what you all thought of this much.
This is just something I wrote in the middle of the night.. please rate and comment!!!!
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Date:
06/11/2010
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